you done with your time Oh, think it over, baby, just keep walking on Until you find your man Don't it feel so bad? Well, I'm used to that And don't
I know I'm nothing but skin & bones, But I sure think you're beautiful. With your long, long hair and your big, blue eyes I'm thinking 'bout making you
one I'm the skin on the drum (chorus) I keep on living with the fullness of the one like the heat of the sun or the skin on the drum I'm fully marinated
What you don?t know Broken down while Pain around me goes On and on Disaffected painted love I challenge you to be the one Who loves me like some sacred soul And
Fordítás: Bőr. Tovább, tovább.
t it feel so bad? Get used to that Don't push it baby Please don't go to far I swear I love ya Just the way ya are Oh skin and bones baby Yes you are
The smeared shit on their skin so they could blend in at night I can hear them howling. I can feel their footsteps all over my soft spots. Years of degeneration
't it feel so bad? Get used to that Don't push it baby Please don't go to far I swear I love ya Just the way ya are Oh skin and bones baby Yes you are
on the one I'm the skin on the drum (chorus) I keep on living with the fullness of the one like the heat of the sun or the skin on the drum I'm fully
can it be? Believe me the sun always shines on TV Hold me close to your heart Touch me and give all your love to me, to me I reached inside myself and
road I travel the miles could tell a million tales Each year is like some rolling freight train cold as starlight on the rails [ harmonica ] A man who lives out on
when light is still shining down And me and Johnny Warmed by that damn summer heat. And I can't stop from just smiling When those damn stars are shining on
The skull beneath the skin The skull beneath the skin Now you're drawn and quartered Your bones will make the X Symbol stands for poison And it's chained
me thin I dye my hair, and cut my skin I tried everything, to make them see me But all they see, is someone that's not me Even when I'm walking on barb
you You got ripped jeans I'm only 19 What do you wanna do? You got your cigarette I got my headset We're two of a kind You're spades and I'm diamonds And
come on, come on Come on, I like it, like it Come on, come on, come on I like it, like it [Na-na-na] come on Come on, I like it, like it Come on, come
